Savannah morning news. [volume] (Savannah) 1868-1887, 1887-03-11
THE. COUNTRY DRUG STORE.
How the Young Clerk Lighters the
Tcdium OF Business.
From TYd-Btts.

How the Young Clerk Lighters the
Tcdium OF Business.
From It'd Bits.
The young drug clerk is alone. His
employer has gone to the city to buy
stock. There has not been a customer In
the store for more than an hour. The
drug clerk feels lonesome. He gazes PEN
sive!y out at tile deserted village street,
and muses. upon the vanity OF all things
here below. An open book lies upon the
counter before him. 1t is "Danlel De-
ronda." Somebody has advised the drug
clerk to read it, and he has been trying
to do so. But he don't like it. He is dis
appointed, for he began 1t under the I'M
preston that it was detective story. 1t
makes him sleepy.
The drug clerk is a thing OF beauty, and
is calculated TO be a Joy forever. lie
wears check suit, a blue scarf with a
large pin representing a mortar and pes
tie Suggestive of his devotion to busi-
! ness }, and very high collar. His nat
ural attractions are further enhanced by
large amethyst ring upon the little
finger of his right hand, and a blonde
bang, which long and careful training
has reduced to state OF complete subjec-
ton.
But seel the expression OF gloom upon
his features gives place 10 sunny smile.
He sees maiden coming up the village
street, and he knows that the chances
are very large that she VIII not be able to
get past the door. He pulls down his
cuffs, and assumes what he believes to
be an attitude of unstuddied grace. The
door opens, she enters, and the following
dialogue ensues:
She-All alone, Cy?
He-Why! good afternoon, Addie. Yes,
things are rather quiet. Hain'J seen you
for an age.
She-You saw me at church last Sun
day.
He with killing glance well, three
days away from you seems an age.
She-Cy Whitaker. you're getting
worse au0 worse.
He know l am. Guess you'll have
to undertake my cure. Hey? (Brief In
PERMISSION of giggling).
She-What are you reading? "Daniel
Deronda." Do you like FTP
He (guardedly
She-I think It's perfectly splendid.
Don't you?
He promptly )-Perfectly magnificent!
Going to the Methodist tea-party to-
morrow night?
She with rn)-Me2 No, sir; don't
mix with that set.
He-Kinder severe, amt you, Addle ?
Some nice folks down to the Methodist
church.
She-Oh, yes, l s'pose there are-the
GriswOld girls, for instance. [ heard it
said yesterday that the Griswolds must
be a mighty unhealthy manipulating
girls visit this store.
He (slightly hysterical )-Hei hei he
Now, that amuses me. Who said 1t?
Sbe-l shan't tell you.
He-Yes, dol
She-I won't.
He-Well, know who it was; it was
that Higgins girl.
She-Perhaps it was, and perhaps it
wasn't.
He (insinuatingly )-This amt the first
time that that girl has tried to make
trouble between you and me. But she
can't influence me. And, as for the Girls.
void girls. YOU can Judge how much |
care for them, when l tell you tn at though
| they were round here this morning urg-
ing me TO go TO the tea party, what you
have said has decided me not to attend il.
(Assumes an expression of tenderness
She-I am sure it is a matter of indif-
ference TO me whether you go or not.
He IGNORING the remark)- think l
terrain churoh-that is, if | can get any
one to go with me.
She (unbending slightly you seem in
such demand that there ought not to be
any difficulty about that.
He-Well, Pm little particular about
my company. But il you would accom-
panv me-
She-Oh, CIV! Fanny Berry will be
there; and what would she say? She'd
be Just wild
He with dignity)-Miss Berry's opin-
ions are matter Of perfect indifference
to me.
she-Well, I'll go, Cy, and Pll wear
my plum-colored silk; and you be sure to
call for me very early, and-oh, my good
nessl
He-Whv, what's the matter, Adder
she (in great agitation IL forgot all
about it! Grandma has got one of her
fits-a dreadful one this time-and ma
sent me round here to get the old pre-
scription put up produces bottle J; and
forgot all about it, aud poor grandma
may be dead by this time. Do hurry and
get the stuff ready, cyl
The young man prepares the prescrip-
zion in about thirty seconds and hurries
his visitor off, feigning great sOlicitude
for the neglected invalid. And as Addie
disappears round The corner, he murmurs
just in timel In another minute Su-
sic Griswold would have been here"
Then he wipes his brow with his silk
handkerchief. and adorns his features
In one of his most fascinating smiles, as
be turns to welcome Susie GriswOld, who
enters and greeGs the conqueror of all
hearts with an ill-assumed air Of indii.
ference.
SO runs the world away.